{"id":14101,"date":"2023-04-09T07:07:35","date_gmt":"2023-04-09T11:07:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/?p=14101"},"modified":"2023-04-18T10:44:06","modified_gmt":"2023-04-18T14:44:06","slug":"national-poetry-month-april-9-2023","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/national-poetry-month-april-9-2023\/","title":{"rendered":"National Poetry Month – April 9, 2023 – Easter Sunday Morning"},"content":{"rendered":"

April is National Poetry Month<\/h1>\n

In celebrating of this special month of POETRY<\/h3>\n

I post a poem each day.<\/h3>\n

My Books<\/a><\/h2>\n

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Easter Sunday Morning<\/em><\/strong><\/h4>\n

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The early morning choir twitters<\/p>\n

chirps deep inside the dusty bushes<\/p>\n

accompanied by low, long mournful tones<\/p>\n

of wheels turning against the pavement.<\/p>\n

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A hidden lemon chiffon sun brightens the sky<\/p>\n

somewhere behind layers of melancholy mists –<\/p>\n

softly warming the mahogany branches<\/p>\n

of starkly naked springtime trees.<\/p>\n

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I made no special plans for today-<\/p>\n

no periwinkle blue shoes or silky amethyst dress.<\/p>\n

Instead, I recline on soft linen pillows<\/p>\n

and write on ashen journal pages.<\/p>\n

Tranquil. I listen and watch.<\/p>\n

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A gloomy opening of a hillside cave<\/p>\n

unravels \u00a0through my thoughts.<\/p>\n

from somewhere in the Eastern world,<\/p>\n

stories of old dreams continually told.<\/p>\n

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I contemplate the meaning of this day.<\/p>\n

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Published on Walking by Inner Vision Blog.<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

\u00a9 April 9, 2023. Lynda McKinney Lambert. All Rights Reserved.<\/p>\n

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Previously Published:\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0_<\/strong><\/em>Four Pennsylvania Poets.:\u00a0 Now We are Three<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Chapbook<\/strong>, 2000<\/p>\n

Ida Barton, Jean Cooper, June Molohon-Kerstetter, Lynda\u00a0 Lambert.<\/p>\n

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John 14: 5-6<\/p>\n

Thomas said to Him, \u201cLord, we do not know where You are going, and how can we know the way?\u201d<\/p>\n

6<\/b><\/a><\/span>Jesus said to him,\u00a0\u201cI am<\/span>\u00a0the way,<\/span>\u00a0the truth, and<\/span>\u00a0the life.<\/span>\u00a0No one comes to the Father<\/span>\u00a0except through Me.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n